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After a night of fierce fighting in the north of Laishan City, the first battle of the Sticky Community on the Torch Church's "homeland" ended in a draw.
Coming to the position halfway up the mountain, Jenin, who belonged to the 310,000th team, took out his binoculars and looked down the mountain.
This is already the thirteenth time he has done this today, and it is still morning.
He arrived at the front line from the west of the Central Continent just a few days ago. He traveled tens of thousands of kilometers along the way. Unfortunately, he missed the decisive battle in the Weifu Wasteland in the end.
I heard that all the former brothers in the ten-man team he is currently in have been wiped out, leaving only their centurion Oliver alone.
There was a deep scar on that man's face. It was said that it was left during a fight with a giant mutant... At that time, Oliver was still a captain.
Sure enough, the battlefield is the place where promotion is fastest.
Glancing at Chief Oliver who was standing not far away, Jenin had a hint of reverence in his eyes.
Ever since he heard about the officer's deeds, he became his true fan.
That's a monster that can even regrow its lost head. If you can kill that kind of guy, their centurion is really a ruthless man!
"There shouldn't be any big battles these days."
Standing next to Jenin, his comrade from the same recruit camp said boredly.
"How did you tell?" Jenin asked curiously.
"Isn't that obvious?" the man shrugged and threw a piece of chewing gum into his mouth. "Yesterday, the enterprise and the alliance got into trouble. Even if they don't intend to swallow this breath, I'm afraid they have to discuss countermeasures.
Let’s take action again.”
"After all, we are the losers and friends of the losers in Ideal City. I can't bear the death of two people."
"Hahaha."
A group of new recruits were talking and laughing, obviously not paying attention to the enterprise and the alliance at all. Some veterans who had spent some time on the front line just smiled and did not explain.
They also did not take the enterprise and the alliance seriously. In their eyes, the legion's army was the strongest in the wasteland.
But what I have to say is that these rookies thought their opponents were too simple.
If the opponents are really that weak, what are they who have been struggling with these guys in the desert for several months?
Although he is also a recruit, Jenin, who was born in a military academy, has a different perspective.
The situation in the Haiyia Province is indeed unusual.
These guys don't even have a fixed front, and even he can't think of any better way.
Especially now, the roads and railways passing through Shifeng Mountain are still under construction, and there are still some difficulties in delivering supplies from the rear to the front. It is understandable that the coalition's offensive has stalled.
Hearing the discussion of his recruits, Centurion Oliver, who was standing on the front line inspecting, just grinned, as if he was listening to a joke of a bunch of children.
"You underestimate those guys too much."
That night he was in Fushan and saw with his own eyes what the true elite of the alliance looked like.
Compared to me who saved my life, those guys wearing heavy exoskeletons and carrying large-caliber shotguns are the real ruthless people.
Those mutants were like chickens waiting to be slaughtered in front of them, and they slaughtered them one by one in the cave, as if they had done it thousands of times.
It's hard to imagine what kind of hellish trials those guys have gone through.
He did kill a big green-skinned old man, but the number the whole team killed was not as much as the guy who fished him out of the cave.
Having said that, luckily the man grabbed him by the collar and pulled him out of the tunnel.
To this day, he still clearly remembers that not long after he evacuated from the tunnel filled with corpses, dozens of "Zangbian" rushed to the position where he had fought before, and fought with those guys carrying large shields.
together.
It was only later that he learned that just when he was trapped in the tunnel and was in a dilemma, the mutants had chased the main force behind him all the way to the foot of the mountain, almost taking back the Black Cloud Mountain position...
Hearing Chief Oliver join the conversation, a recruit made a report and asked with a smile.
"Sir, do you think they will attack again today?"
Seeing all the young men looking at him, Oliver said with a faint smile.
"Based on what I know about them, the attack of yesterday's level can only be regarded as a test. If nothing else, they have already figured out the details of their opponent."
After a pause, he continued briefly.
"You will know after you stay on the front line for a few more days."
However, even Oliver himself did not expect that shortly after he finished speaking, there was movement in the position at the foot of the mountain.
I saw a group of soldiers wearing jet-black exoskeletons, carrying supply boxes that were taller than their own, passing through the mountain roads in the rugged area one after another.
What a coincidence, judging from the armbands on those people's shoulders, these soldiers are the Stormtroopers of the Alliance!
In addition to those people themselves, they were also followed by a huge guy with tentacles covering its lower body.
That thing looks a bit ferocious, but its round and round head looks cute after looking at it for a long time.
If he remembered correctly, that thing seemed to be the state of the "incubation chamber" produced by the Qingquan City Mother Nest before it was fully deployed.
After fully expanding, it can transform the organic matter sent from the fruiting bodies into new fruiting bodies.
According to the relevant information disclosed by the Slime Community, the alliance has harmlessly treated the Qingquan City mother nest. In this case, this "incubation room" should also be safe, and the gnawers and crawlers produced will probably not
Attacking people.
However, even so, Oliver was still a little surprised by the appearance of the Storm Troops. After all, he had not heard that the coalition had any attack plan today.
Unable to control the confusion in his heart, he shouted towards those people.
"Do you have any tasks today?"
Hearing the shouts coming from the position halfway up the mountain, Kakarot looked up, opened the tactical goggles of his helmet and said with a smile.
"No, it's time for a big job."
Big job?
Oliver was stunned for a moment, not understanding what it meant.
However, the man did not give any explanation and led the more than 200 brothers behind him straight into the turbid wilderness.
And shortly after that group of people left, another group of noisy guys appeared on the mountain road below their position.
They did not wear exoskeletons, but carried LD-47 rifles on their shoulders, and some even had a few rocket launchers. The only protective gear they had was the gas masks they had already put on. They looked like they were joking.
There were about a hundred of those people, and they were making noisy noises, and they didn't know what they were shouting about.
"Boss, do we really not need to wear protective gear?" A player walking in the team couldn't help but complain as he fiddled with the gas mask hanging on his face.
His ID is [Born in Spring], a game that has just been updated. He has been playing it for a month now, and his level has just passed LV5.
There are [Born in Summer] and [Born in Winter] who entered the game with him, and their levels are the same as him.
As for the guy who walked in front of him whom he called the boss, his ID was [I don’t feel as good as Rick Five]. He was the leader of the abstract corps. He was the boss of the physical system in the version of the game, and he also led them to become the "fire"
"According to legend" the elder brother of the mission.
He remembered that when he first entered the game, he still admired this boss who claimed to be able to kill monsters alone, until one time they met a real monster in the Weifu Wasteland.
It was also at that time that he deeply realized the reality of this game.
Even a "powerful person" who has awakened for the second time may be slapped by a crazy monster and be slapped ten meters away because he was careless and failed to dodge...
"What do you mean not wearing protective gear? I seem to be stingy when you say that. Aren't you wearing gas masks?" Hearing his younger brother's complaint, Rick rolled his eyes in defense, but he didn't expect that this sentence would make everyone explode.
.
"What the hell?"
"This is also called protective gear?"
“Can you get this for free?”
In the "endless mode" monster spawning activity, the gas mask was the only equipment that could be obtained for free, and it was the same type as the Alpha Task Force, and was manufactured by Dawn City Industrial Zone.
[Born in Spring] I seriously doubt that if they hadn’t received it for free, most likely this guy would have spared them the gas mask.
There's actually nothing wrong with it.
Excluding physical players, with their physical attributes, if they don't wear gas masks, they can last three or four days in the fourth stage of the Kingdom of Heaven.
Under normal circumstances, with their fighting prowess, they would not be able to last that long. They would be eaten alive by the bacterial variants active in the field before they could be infected by the Naguo hyphae.
It is estimated that the survival time of those elders wearing exoskeletons can barely be counted in days.
Looking at the noisy newcomers, Rick coughed and stopped their conversation.
"Okay, okay, it's good if it's free. Why are there so many problems! Don't think about wanting this or that all day long. Think about what you have contributed to our corps first! Listen to my advice, high-end
If you can’t control the equipment, start by practicing basic skills and lay a solid foundation. Sooner or later, you will be able to become a strong person like me.”
When everyone heard this, they all rolled their eyes at this guy.
Seeing that no one refuted him, Rick cheered up again and shouted to all the brothers.
"Listen up, brothers. We will follow the leaders of the Storm Troops in a moment! Wherever they put the flag to purify the base, we will put it behind their butts!"
Born in the summer: "Wait a minute, boss, I remember don't the purification bases or purification stations have to be at least 600 meters apart to complete the determination?"
Rick replied with a playful smile.
"It's easy to say. It's only a matter of 600 meters away. Otherwise, why do you think I went out so early?"
All the players were shocked when they heard this.
Good guy.
An expert at mixing points!
Watching those noisy guys walking towards the wilderness, Willante, who was squatting on the edge of the trench, looked at each other and murmured to his comrades.
"What the hell are they talking about."
"The devil knows..."
"Do you think they can do it?"
"The devil knows..."
"..."
This time, Oliver didn't interfere in the conversation among his subordinates. He just looked at the ragtag group of guys with a strange expression.
He was certain that these guys were all new recruits, and they were probably even newer than the losers in Ideal City.
If you send such an inexperienced guy to the battlefield, only one out of ten will come back alive.
Is this how the alliance trains its troops?
This method is too crude...
…
Oliver's surprise was just a minor episode.
Because he soon discovered that his surprise was not worth mentioning at all.
Just as his men were discussing how many of the rookies from the Betting Alliance could come back, another large group of people walked through the mountain roads in Naqi District and strode toward the land that was plagued by plague and
Cursed Corroded Wilderness.
Those guys were noisy and talking in a language they didn't understand, but their hearty laughter didn't sound like they were going to the cannibal battlefield at all, but rather like they were going to a banquet.
The ups and downs of their voices were full of contempt for death. They looked down upon death and cherished the ideal of saving all mankind, but they did not take their own lives at heart.
At first, the Valantian soldiers looked at them with mocking eyes, but soon they gradually began to realize that the mocking eyes made them look like clowns, so they gradually stopped laughing.
These guys are real warriors!
When faced with a crisis common to all mankind, they did not chant unity but practice it, but stood in front of everyone without hesitation.
Even though most of the Vaillant soldiers have no interest in the ideals claimed by the alliance, and even despise the "equality" that is like talking in sleep, they can never hate these real heroes.
They respect the real strong!
And out of respect for the strong, they silently took away the bet on how many people could come back...
It was not only the Wilant soldiers on the front line who were surprised, but also General Liam who was sitting on the Loyalist airship was greatly shocked.
After listening to the report from the front line, he held it in for a while before asking the adjutant on the side.
"...How many people are there in the Alliance?"
The adjutant was stunned for a moment and hesitated for a long time before speaking.
"one million?"
Maybe 1.5 million.
Since the meeting of the Viscous Community, survivors have been flocking to the Alliance in a steady stream. He even heard that even the manager of a certain shelter has gone to settle in the Dawn City area.
Since the Alliance is very relaxed about the identity verification of immigrants who move in, the population there also changes from day to day.
The specific number of people, let alone him as an outsider, he estimated that even Chu Guang himself might not know accurately.
General Liam looked away from the adjutant's face with a strange expression, looking towards the front line covered by a gray-green mist outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
According to reports from the Laishan position, as of now, the Alliance has sent nearly a 10,000-strong force to the front!
Some of them are regular troops, and a large part are more like wastelanders who bring their own weapons and dry food...
The only piece of equipment they received from the coalition logistics department was a pair of gas masks.
And things like rifles and bullets were even prepared by themselves...
"...Is this the mobilization ability of the alliance?" A hint of shock appeared in Liam's eyes.
Even in the triumphal city ruled by His Majesty the Great Marshal, this kind of thing is unimaginable...
While General Liam was in shock, the battle situation near Laishan City was in full swing.
The bacterial variants controlled by the Naguo mycelium are constantly crawling out of the ground, trying to eliminate the "heresies" who have invaded the realm of heaven. However, the combat effectiveness of those "heresies" far exceeds those of the apostles.
imagination.
Those guys are obviously alive, but they fight tirelessly like the living dead.
Looking at the almost red-hot barrel of the gun, [Spring Born], who was leaning behind a damaged earth wall and shooting, couldn't help shouting behind him.
"Captain! Call for an air strike!"
[Summer Born], who was not far behind him, couldn't help shouting.
"We can't hold on anymore!!!"
"Wait a minute!" He quickly glanced at the numbers on the VM. Although Rick also felt a lot of pressure, he still gritted his teeth and shouted, "There are still 200 points left! I've collected 1,000 points, and I'm here.
I can call for an airdrop!"
I heard that there is a "Tearer" heavy machine gun in the C2 airdrop box! There are also 3,000 rounds of machine gun ammunition!
They can't last long with the equipment and ammunition they have. Even if they call in one or two air strikes, they can only help them clear out some miscellaneous soldiers. Only by getting the heavy firepower weapons from the airdrop supply can they hope to last longer!
As for the 100 kilograms of aerial bombs that require 500 points to be redeemed, that is reserved for the evolved form!
He has detailed plans on how to maximize the value of every point!
Just as Rick was thinking this, a violent roar suddenly came from behind the thick fog not far away.
"Roar--!"
Before he could ask what happened, he heard the screams of [Spring Born] and [Summer Born] dying.
Then, a giant beast lying on the ground caught his sight.
The guy looked like a crocodile, but had a body and legs as thick as an elephant, and a three- to four-meter-long mouth that was slurping endlessly. The flesh, flesh and clothing fragments hanging on the fangs were just enough for two people...
Dark green mycelium stitched its bumpy body, and it stared at the prey in front of it, with a fierce green light flashing in its pores.
When he met the pale green eyes, Rick held his breath involuntarily, feeling a coldness in his hands and feet, and then subconsciously glanced at the numbers on the VM.
975…
We are still 25 points away from the heavy machine gun!
There was no time to hesitate.
He was shouting in his mind, "F*ck", while spending 500 points to redeem the air strike.
However, when he saw that the air strike would take three minutes to arrive, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"This is a scam!"
The crocodile-like monster didn't care that there were so many of them, it opened its mouth wide and bit at the position he commanded.
The 7mm rifle bullets hit it like a joke, and the RPG rockets couldn't exert their power due to the safety distance.
Rick anxiously shouted to the cute group of newbies to stay away, while trying to attract the monster's attention while updating the bombing coordinates for the air raid that would reach the front line in three minutes.
Unfortunately, since many players in the Abstract Corps were on the battlefield for the first time, the entire position became a mess.
The remaining 90 people in the purification station were instantly killed by the monster.
The newbies who dispersed carrying RPG rocket launchers lost the cover of friendly forces and were chased by a group of zombies and corpse dogs to eat at the buffet. They had no choice but to use the remaining strength to pull the trigger and shoot randomly.
Armor-breaking rounds on the launcher.
After three minutes of waiting, the sound of a dive bomber was heard from overhead, and then a 100kg aerial bomb was dropped.
The warhead doped with solid hydrogen and azide compounds, the power of the explosion was no joke, and it pinned the arrogant monster to the ground in minutes.
Looking at the boiling flames and the monster lying down in pain, the injured Rick finally couldn't hold on anymore and was thrown to the ground by a crawler that rushed up and bit his neck off.
Converting the remaining points into time, they only lasted a little over an hour in total.
Based on the comprehensive difficulty coefficient, 105 players share the 110,000 silver coin bonus equally, and each player can get almost a thousand silver coins.
After deducting the money for bullets, clothes and remaking the vm, it can be considered a small profit.
Although I didn’t make much money...
In the wilderness 600 meters in front of the Abstract Corps' purification station, the battle in front of the Storm Corps' purification base was equally exciting and lively.
It's just that the players here are real veterans after all, and Kakarot, who is commanding the battle, is a veteran who has participated in actual frontline combat command many times. The playing style is naturally not as abstract as the abstract corps.
However, although the performance of the friendly forces was a bit amateurish, they did not look down on the newbies.
After all, who hasn’t come from the budding stage?
Most people who play this game are like this.
He kept dying, and suddenly one day he became stronger.
"... Brother Ka, the guys who are following us around seem to be dying. How about I bring someone to help them?"
After wiping off the mucus stuck to his helmet, Old Man Shandan looked at Kakarot and asked.
Compared to those newbies, they don't feel much pressure.
Moreover, the incubation room has also been successfully operated, and some gnawers and even crawlers carrying type B strains have begun to be produced. Although the number is not large, it can help them share some of the pressure.
So far, they haven't had any casualties. He even suspected that the guys hiding in the sanctuary probably found that they were hard to chew, so they deliberately targeted the newbies who followed them.
.
After all, the kingdom of heaven is not a product of nature, but is controlled by human will.
Kakarot said with a smile.
"Don't be anxious. Let them persist for a while. How can they grow without experiencing headwinds?"
He always felt that the torch was tempting them to allocate part of their troops to help the friendly forces behind them.
If we divide our troops at this time, we might be playing into the hands of those people.
The player standing nearby put down the telescope in his hand and said to the captain beside him.
"...No need to help, they seem to be gone."
Kakarot looked a little embarrassed and coughed dryly before continuing.
"Then... take a few people to recover their equipment. When it's done, I'll call for artillery to clean the place. We can't let their sacrifices be in vain."
If they can get the VM back, it can help them reduce some of their losses.
As for the remaining weapons and ammunition, as usual, the person who picked them up can use them first, and when they return after completing the mission, they can return as much as they have left.
As soon as he heard about opening his teammate's blind box, the player immediately became energetic and agreed enthusiastically.
"okay!"
After saying that, he called to several teammates around him, carried the empty supply box that was taller than a person on his back, and ran towards the position 600 meters behind...
In just one day, the Alliance sent hundreds of "troops" to the Laishan City area, launching an intensive offensive like a tide towards the Kingdom of Heaven of the Torch Church.
These troops are like nails, staring hard at the flesh of the Torch Church.
Although not all nails were successfully rooted, it was still painful enough for the torch...
Looking at the battlefields blooming all over the place, a hint of astonishment gradually appeared in the eyes of the Emperor Furui Wubo.
"...Are these guys crazy?"
Using this method of exchanging lives for lives, he consumes the chess pieces in his hand...
In just one day, he lost dozens of evolved bodies and nearly 600,000 "puppets"!
Even if he had hundreds of millions of chess pieces, this loss would not be too serious.
Especially the Alliance likes to use incendiary bombs to clear the field immediately after a game.
This means that he must carefully invest the chess pieces in his hand, and be prepared that the cards played out cannot be taken back. He cannot send out too many at once, nor too few at once.
After all, once the Alliance soldiers take root in the local area, they will continuously send in dirty things...
The look of astonishment was gradually replaced by a hint of fear.
However, that fear only existed in his eyes for a few seconds before it disappeared into the unfathomable madness.
A guy who doesn’t know how high the sky is and how high he is...